Well most of us have felt it, the rush of wind through our hair and the pounding on the pavement. We are heading down that pathway faster than the average walker, gaining ground on our destination. Objects are whizzing by in a blur. The air we are taking in is compressed, and is in a different pattern than normal. Our muscles are tightly forced forward. Our mind takes over the propelling that is occuring.
Then there is a rush, a feeling of release, leaving the cares behind, getting a clear visual, obtaining perspective, and finding a resolution. Indeed something has been accomplished here but it wasn't just exercise. No, those two plus miles were used for much more, and they will continue to be. Opportunity has presented itself for a rare moment of clarity. We sense it and thrive from its power.
We will try to remember state it takes us to, and promise to ourselves to repeat this activity again. Then one day it will cease to be about jogging instead it will be about the adverse. We will embrace it and it will be our time to confide in the force behind our tennis shoes. Then we will understand what is to be like a wild horse, where our will guides us towards the wide open pastures that streches beyond what the eye can see.
Mother’s Day
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20 years now after losing my mom I can now look at Mother’s Day ads without
crying. That is huge for me. I don’t look at them for very long though. And
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